Thank goodness there are no families or children in my building. If you're still apartmentment dwelling, you shouldn't start a family. Back when I had my house, I dressed as a blood-soaked nurse and converted my foyer into The Cosmetic Surgery House of Horrors and plastered pics of Tara Reid's stomach and Michael Jackson all over. The moms LOVED it! I handed out some bomb-ass candy- Reeces, Twix, Violet Crumble, Nutter Butters, and Hersheys Kisses. Tonight, I'm shooting Kim Kane's party then taking the night off at two fierce house parties.